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Alexander pov As I made my way down the corridors, my heart pounded in my chest. I had faced countless battles and perilous situations, but nothing compared to the nerves fluttering within me now. I was about to meet my children—Liam and Sarah—two souls I had longed for yet had never met. My palms felt clammy, and I could feel my pulse drumming in my ears. When I reached the hallway, Olivia was already there, pacing slightly. She turned as soon as she heard my footsteps and walked over to me, taking my hand without a word. Her touch was comforting, helping to steady my racing mind. I wanted to meet my children so badly, but Olivia's desire to do it so fast caught me off guard. We reached the door, and she paused, looking at me with a smile that held the weight of so much unsaid. "Are you ready?" she asked softly. I took a deep breath, trying to steady my beating heart. "As ready as I'll ever be," I responded, my voice barely above a whisper. Olivia opened the door and led me in

Victor's POV The soft morning light filtered through my office window, casting a warm glow over the wooden furniture. I sat behind my desk, fingers drumming anxiously on the oak surface as I awaited Lydia’s arrival. The weight of the conversation I was about to have with her had been pressing on my mind. The door creaked open, and Lydia stepped in, her eyes guarded but curious. “Victor, you wanted to see me?” she asked. I nodded, gesturing for her to take a seat. “Yes, Lydia. There’s something important we need to talk about.” She moved cautiously, sitting down across from me. It had always pained me to see the rift between them, a rift that I knew stemmed from misunderstandings and old grudges. Today, I intended to set things right. “Lydia,” I began, taking a deep breath, “I want to talk about our past, about our father.” Her eyes narrowed, and she crossed her arms defensively. “What about him?” I could hear the bitterness in her voice, the same bitterness that had spoiled her

Olivia's POV The stars began to twinkle like distant diamonds as our carriage arrived at the gates of Alexander's Kingdom. As I looked out the window, my heart pounded in my chest. I could feel myself slipping back into that weak girl I once was, but I pushed that feeling down, reminding myself that I would never be that girl again. As the carriage door swung open, I hesitated for a moment, my feet rooted to the ornate step. Vivid and haunting memories flooded my mind. The nights were filled with tears, whispers, and a sense of abandonment from those whom I considered family. I took a deep breath, willing those memories to stay in the past where they belonged. Alexander’s gentle voice pulled me back to the present. "Olivia, are you alright?" His eyes were filled with concern as he offered me his hand. I forced a smile, accepting his hand and stepping out. "I'm fine, Alexander. Just a bit tired from the journey." He studied me for a moment, and I could tell he wasn't entirely conv

Olivia's POV Kneeling down on the ground, I gently placed the bouquet of flowers I had picked from the village when I left the miller's house on Cassandera’s grave. Reaching into my pocket, I pulled out the butterfly hairpin she had gifted me when we were children—one of the only kind things she had done to me. I held it in my hands for a second, running my finger over it as tears prickled my eyes. I placed it down with the flowers, hoping it would bring her peace.Closing my eyes, I let my memories wash over me—most of them were horrible and painful, but there were some that brought a smile to my face when we were young before she learnt to hate me. "Rest in peace, Cassandra," I whispered. "I'll always love you."Standing slowly, I wiped away a stray tear and took a deep breath. This was the final part of my past that I needed to let go of, and I made a promise to myself as I walked away from her grave that I would no longer hold on to the pain and suffering. I would no longer let t

Olivia's POV A week has passed since Alexander's heartfelt proposal, and I couldn't be happier. The twins have loved every second of having Alexander around, and seeing them happy has made my heart fuller. But I still need to tell him about being a hybrid. I've been trying to figure out how to do it. The thought of revealing it to him scares me. What if he sees me differently? What if he can't accept our children and me for what we truly are? I shake off the fears and remind myself that honesty is key to our relationship's success, and I wanted this to work so there couldn't be any secrets between us. The sun dapples the garden with patches of light, and the twins' laughter echoes around us as they play chase with Alexander. Watching them try to tackle Alexander to the ground brings a smile to my face. I'm amazed at just how fast he fits into being a dad and how they have taken to him. “Catch me!” Liam yells as he runs past Alexander, and Sarah clings to his leg. Alexander's lau